Lyrics:
to lay his head
I read him Romans 8:14 and this is what he said
Girl, some of my homeboys told me 'bout a freaky party
Down on 63rd and Babylon
Come
don't try to come uptown if you ain't about that drama
Nigga gon respect the 3rd or I'ma
Bust a nigga head and make him come with me
I told y'all
multicolor
Rd en la casa hasta que se apague el sol
Aunque la delincuencia abunde por falta de educación
Y lo' gobierno' sigan robándono' en vez de cuidar
rain
My 3rd eye open
Freeze the frame
This whole dimension
Up in flames
Up in flames
Up in flames
This a hell
Can't you tell
This a jail cell
They keep saying actions speaking louder than words
So fuck what you heard
I'm odd like the 1st and the 3rd
Spit what I observe
I'm hoping you
RD where my head lay
Looking at my mistakes
I don’t want like mixtape
I don’t want like mixtape
Only care bout press play
Till I see my mess made
re'd in sleep f'bles
Keep h'te from your he'rt to survive golden
Be the only vibe I intend to spend my time throwing
Hook
Itʼs h'rd living without
Slice up these hollow ass bitches like Ichigo
Fuck up the pink till it's red like an Ichigo
Always get past the 3rd base like I'm Ichiro
Booty
of dropping an E.P, E.P
Nah nigga, shit too H.A.R.D, R.D
Front row seats, blow up in HD, HD
Oh you slick with the way you hate me, hate me
Thotty Thotty you
the neighborhoods burning up
Got no money to move
Sure has been crazy lately
Have you read the news?
I mean just look outside
Seems like everybody's got the 3rd rock
be
What sixty two twenty four gave to me
From Hide and Seek to Mr. Freeze
To freeze cups and hot Cheetos with the cheese yea
I might swerve
63rd
I
Yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, hey
Live on College Rd
I swerve by your hoe
Hear my roll up
That’s how you know I am home
Wanna shop up
Buy designer
since I was feeding on titties
They Act friendly but filled with hate they sweat envy
Niggas hate
Women lie
I done seen it all thru my 3rd eye
The numbers
One time for the don
Two time my city
Now you wanna roll me one
It's time to get it
3rd time lets get it done
For the love of my mom
I'm back
I'm straight from da struggle dats just how I eat
I know you hear the trumpets
3rd time around dis ain't a 3 peat
I gotta go and get it dats by any
Even if we don't...
Say no to me, treat me like I did you
Let it burn, give it that 3rd degree
I'm proud if you could say no
Even though it's hurting
Every days a blessing celebrate cause it's your birthday
Rise above the hate and all the pressure like the 3rd day
Celebrating life because we made
move fucker whatchu saying to me
He could have a gun
He could have a knife
Could be 3rd degree
Don't pick that fight
Don't fuck up you night
Don't fuck
I'm tryna ball
Y'all don't really want it with 3rd, go make the call
Spark, you betta tell em, I'm greedy, I want it all
Prayed up, I got
a mirror
You were born on 3rd and you think you hit a triple
King of the world, but you barely cause a ripple
You've turned sitting on you ass into art
It's
No matter how hard I even try
I still hold on to this 3rd of June
When I saw your eyes and fell in love, too fast, too soon
I still hold
on
The corner of 3rd & 6th
With some kinda love
Gets me out on the hunt cuz my heart is an animal
Oh, Waiting for my fix
With some kinda love
Some kinda love
Some
fuk bitches and get money
When we pull up we extra deep
I'm from Southside
Old nat with my woes
Smoking wit da bros
Got a play on Washington rd
pot in the kitchens ringing
And I say
Well, I'm okay if you're okay
And at Pete's on 3rd
You're sippin' dark roast
And you heed the words
Young love is
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